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My New Motto

Mindfully Relentless 

Relentless: Never giving up. Never. 
Mindfully: describing a mental state of awareness; being aware of what's going in your mouth 

Mindfully Relentless: always being aware of what's going in your mouth.  

Relentless kept popping up. I saw it everywhere.  My new motto...my new mantra. It has to always be on the forefront.  You have to be aware of what you're putting in your mouth and why you're putting it in your mouth.

I had a stressful day on Thursday. I had an hour and a half before I had to pick up Maxwell. I immediately thought about QT. I could get my diet coke with crushed ice, my two taquitos and my peanut butter M&ms. This is a regular snack for me - heightened in the summer when drinks are 79 cents. I knew I wouldn't get M&ms. I'm mindful enough at this point to at least cut out one treat. I've occasionally gotten unsweet tea instead of diet coke; however, I've been drinking it a lot lately so it's calling my name more than before. As I was driving there I recognized why my brain was craving it. I separated the feeling from actually needing to fuel my body and just wanting it. I just wanted it cause I wanted to feel better. And it tastes good. And that makes me feel good. 

I did end up going. I got a diet coke with crushed ice and two taquitos. I ate one taquito.  And drank the diet coke. I ate the ither taquito later that evening. This felt like a huge victory for me. I was aware that I was eating that taquito that afternoon because I had a stressful day. 

This is huge. 

Mindfully Relentless. 

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